Sometimes i don't know what's on my mind.
Sometimes i don't feel what's on my skin.
Sometimes i'm wrong, and sometimes - i'm right.
Sometimes i love and sometimes i fear.
Maybe i'm strange...
or better i'm stranger.
My eyes cannot change,
In them sparkles anger,
Or i prefer angel
With wings, he can fly
Out of the troubles,
Out of the life.
Sometimes
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